“Eternity in Thirty Seconds” (John Eichinger)

Bliss appears from sucking the nectar of evil, it renders an uncontrollable
Limpness, forcing me into a spiraling vortex of
Darkness that swallows my being beyond rationalization.

Sharp tongues stab at my spirit as the
Black prince commands them so relentlessly,
Flames materialize and molest me
Slicing the very essence of my existence for
The beast to savor every inch of my
Soul, who shreds away layer by layer exposing my weaknesses

For they master and relish the intelligence of anguish and devastation.
Eternity appears but a short time ago.

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